Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 622

Chapter 622: The Marble Altar (r-18)

The bathroom door clicked shut behind us, sealing the world out with a soft, final thud that echoed in the humid silence.

Steam already billowed from the glass-walled shower, thick and white, curling like incense from the rain-head hissing high above, hot water drumming the black marble floor in rhythmic, primal pulses —thump-thump-thump— like a heartbeat beneath the earth, vibrating up through my bare feet.

The mirror was completely fogged, edges dripping in slow, silver tears that traced down the glass, lights dimmed to a golden haze that turned the room into a sacred, steamy cave, shadows dancing on the wet walls.

The scent was overwhelming: vanilla, musk, sex, soap, and now—something new—sweet, creamy, divine, still lingering from the dream-milk that had haunted me awake, coating the back of my throat like liquid memory.

Linda stood naked, hair wild, skin flushed a deep rose, breasts heavy, nipples dark, still leaking faint pearls of milk that caught the light like liquid stars, rolling down the curve of her breast, dripping from the tip with a soft plink onto the marble.

She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to.

Her eyes—black, hungry, maternal, filthy with dark lust a mother shouldn’t bare for her son—locked on mine, pupils blown, glistening with water and lust. I grabbed her. Hard.

My hands clamped her waist, fingers digging into the soft, warm flesh, heat radiating into my palms, feeling the softness of my mother who I just fucked into my woman, lifted her like she weighed nothing, slammed her back against the cool marble wall.

The shock made her gasp, arch, spine bowing, legs wrapping my hips instantly, thighs trembling, calves locking behind my back with a wet slap.

Water cascaded over us, scalding, soaking her hair in thick, dark ropes that clung to her neck, shoulders, running in rivers down her breasts, belly, pussy, dripping from her clit like liquid sin, hissing where it hit the hot floor, steam rising in swirling clouds.

I thrust in her pussy that was basically could’ve birthed me but now it squeezed my huge dick with such greed. No warning. No mercy.

My cock speared her in one brutal stroke, stretching her tight, still-swollen pussy, eighteen years of celibacy making her clamp like a virgin, walls fluttering, milking, resisting then surrendering with a wet, obscene squelch that echoed off the tiles.

She screamed, raw, primal, voice cracking— "PETER—FUCK—MY SON!"

The sound echoed off the marble, bounced off the glass, vibrated in the steam, mingled with the hiss of water, the wet slap of my hips against her ass, the rattle of the shower door as it shuddered.

I pounded, fast, hard, relentless, water splashing, spraying, soaking us both in hot, chaotic sheets, droplets exploding on impact, stinging my skin. Her nails raked my back, drawing blood, stinging under the hot spray, lines of fire that made me growl, blood mixing with water, running down my spine in warm rivulets.

"Harder—HNNGH—fuck your mother!" Her voice broke, guttural, filthy, divine, teeth bared, lips curled in a snarl of pleasure-pain, breath hot against my ear.

I spun her, never pulling out, cock twisting inside her, friction burning, bent her over the marble bench, ass high, red, glistening, cheeks spreading under the waterfall, water pooling in the small of her back, running down her crack.

Water poured down her crack, dripping from her pussy, mixing with her juices, running in thick, creamy streams down her thighs, puddling on the bench. I slammed in from behind, balls slapping her clit with wet, meaty cracks, deafening in the enclosed space, echoing like gunshots.

She howled, pushing back, ass jiggling, cheeks rippling, pussy gushing, spraying the bench in obscene arcs, water and come mixing in frothy white.

"GRRRH—MY BABY—FUCK MOMMY’S CUNT!"

I grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, throat exposed, pulse hammering under the water, skin flushed, veins pulsing, water running down her face in sheets. Water ran down her face, lips parted, tongue out, drooling, eyes rolled back, pupils blown.

I bit her shoulder, hard, teeth sinking into soft flesh, blood mixing with water, salt, sweat, running down her back in pink rivulets, taste of iron on my tongue. She came, violent, pussy spasming, gushing a torrent, spraying the bench, the floor, my thighs, hot, sticky, sweet, scent rising in the steam.

I didn’t stop.

Flipped her again, lifted her, legs over my shoulders, pussy wide, dripping, lips swollen, glistening, clit throbbing.

Held her against the glass wall, fog clearing where her back hit, steam swirling like ghosts around us, glass cool against her skin. Thrust upward, deep, brutal, head battering her cervix with wet, meaty thuds, vibrating through her body. She screamed, high, shattered, voice cracking— "HRRRH—MY WOMB—BREED ME!"

I fucked her mouth, hard, fast, throat gagging, GLRK—HNNGH—SLURP!, saliva bubbling at the corners of her mouth. Saliva mixed with water, dripping from her chin, coating her tits, running down her belly, pooling between her knees in frothy white.

She sucked, hungry, worshipping, hands gripping my thighs, nails digging, eyes locked on mine, tears and water streaming down her cheeks, mascara running in black streaks. "Mmmh—my son’s cock—GRRRH—down Mommy’s throat..."

Her third orgasm shattered her, pussy convulsing, gushing, spraying the glass, floor, my legs in hot, sticky waves, scent rising like incense. "YEEEAAAH—PETER—MY GOD!"

I lifted her again, legs around my waist, back to the wall, fucked her standing, water cascading over us like a tropical storm, bodies slick, slapping, wet, hot, steam choking. Her fourth, fifth, sixth orgasms ripped through her, back-to-back, pussy spasming, gushing, milking, screaming 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

— "MY SON—MY BABY—FUCK—MOMMY—FOREVER!"

I growled, voice raw, teeth bared, breath hot against her ear: "You’re mine... my mother... my cunt... my woman... my everything..."

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